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Chapter 1170 Not too timid!(1/2)

It suddenly appeared and knocked all the people in the right-hand group to the ground. It was naturally Shen Lang.

Everyone present, whether it was the left or right, was stunned.

No one expected that Lord Zuo Envoy would just say it.

Come here at this time!

Without waiting for everyone to react, Shen Lang grabbed Xiao Mofan's neck and threw it out.

Xiao Mofan's eyes showed joy, thinking that Shen Lang was afraid of the strong man on the right side, so he did not dare to take him too much.

Otherwise, why would everyone else be disabled but he is still fine?

And at this time, Shen Lang actually let him go...

As soon as this idea came to life, Xiao Mofan knew that he was wrong.

I saw Shen Lang grabbing forward casually with his left hand!

All the people who were originally knocked down to the ground, plus Xiao Mofan, were all held in the air by an invisible force!

No, to be precise, it was an invisible hand that choked the neck and mentioned it in the air!

Everyone had a red face and grabbed their necks with their hands tightly.

But no matter how hard they struggle, they are unable to move at all.

"waste?"

Shen Lang grabbed the left hand with a weak grasp, and his right hand was slapped out with a slap.

"Bang!"

It seemed that there were more than twenty palms, and at the same time, slapped the faces of the group of people in the air.

It sounds like a sound.

The broken teeth flew straight out with blood and saliva.

A dark purple palm print appeared on everyone's right face.

A simple slap showed that Shen Lang's precise grasp of power had reached the peak!

The warriors of all races were still humming just now, and when they saw this scene, they were all stunned.

As soon as Shen Lang made a move, he seriously injured these people in the right envoy.

Now he slapped his hand and broke the white teeth of the group of people!

Strong enough!

Ruthless enough!

strong enough!

"Rumber?"

Shen Lang said coldly, and slapped him again.

"Bang!"

There was still a crisp sound, blood squirting wildly, and the sky was floating!

A dark purple slap mark appeared on the left faces of the group of people in the air!

"Rubbish?"

Shen Lang raised his hand and slapped him again, making the group of people scream repeatedly, but could only make a very strange inhuman voice.

"This group of bastards has finally been punished... No, I finally found the sanctions from Lord Zuo!"

"I'll call you arrogant! I'll call you to insult Lord Zuo!"

"Beat him to death!"

The warriors of all races were extremely excited and as if they had been given medicine.

Most of these guys are unruly and savage.

The master who has been fighting with the wild monsters and has grown up in blood and fire since childhood.

It is much more violent and cruel than the human race outside the wilderness.

Before, I didn’t want to cause trouble for Shen Lang, so I was very tolerant during this period.

But before, Xiao Mofan and his group of people were angry, and now because of Shen Lang's strong arrival, the right-handed group of people squirted blood...

The violent factors in these guys' blood seemed to have been ignited by Shen Lang.

His eyes became red and bloodthirsty.

Even his breathing became like a wild beast, with a violent murderous aura!

Dongfang Yang and the other two were in a panic and blocked the guys.

I was afraid that they would rush up at this time, and accidentally twist Xiao Mofan and the others' heads... The left envoy turned Xiao Mofan's head down, which was still very different from their twist Xiao Mofan's head down!

"No... impossible!" Xiao Mofan made an inhuman voice: "Shen Lang... absolutely, it's impossible... to have such cultivation!"

If Xiao Mofan was killed, he would not believe that the person in front of him was Shen Lang, the left envoy of the Zhuque Mansion.

The legendary Shen Lang is powerful, just because he uses the power of His Highness and the eldest lady, and takes advantage of his mouth.

Moreover, Shen Lang's cultivation level was only at the early stage of Wang Wujing a few months ago.

But how powerful is the person in front of him?

Even if he is in the second level of the quasi-emperor martial arts mirror, he doesn’t feel that he has any power to resist!

Such an extremely powerful cultivation level and such an unpredictable aura, without the seventh level of the quasi-emperor martial mirror, at least there is a sixth level of the quasi-emperor martial mirror!

How could there be such a person in this world? In just a few months, he changed from a Wang Wujing to a quasi-emperor Wujing?

And it is not the first level of the quasi-emperor martial arts mirror!

Even Xiao Mofan, it took him 150 years to go from the first level of the quasi-emperor martial mirror to the second level of the quasi-emperor martial mirror!

The lack of information made Xiao Mofan very unlucky.

If he asked more, why would he get involved with a bad star like Shen Lang?

Now even a group of powerful emperor martial arts mirrors in the Wan Yao Mansion have a headache for Shen Lang and dare not provoke him easily.

He came to his door without knowing his life and death, saying "rural bully" and "waste"!

"Shen Lang? Can you call these two words Shen Lang?"

Shen Langyang slapped his hand again, slapping Xiao Bufan and other groups of people squirted blood!

"Just like your cultivation, what gave you the courage to provoke my left envoy?"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Shen Lang slapped his hand, slapped his backhand, and slapped him one after another.

With Shen Lang's current strength, he could slap this group of people directly to death with just one slap, but he just didn't slap this group of people, but controlled his strength and slapped it with one slap and one slap!

The right envoy, the group of people, was pinched by Shen Lang's neck, and their cultivation was completely imprisoned. Not to mention resisting, they could not even activate the power to resist a slap.

He was directly beaten to death!

"After today, you will remember one thing..."

"I, Shen Lang, never likes to provoke others casually, but it will never be a good time if anyone provokes me!"

"My people are not that easy to bully."

When he said this, Shen Lang's right hand began to clench into a fist, and the joints made a cracking sound.

"Woooooo...no!"

"Sir, Lord Left, please spare your life..."

"No, no!"

People from the right envoy knew that next, it was obviously not a slap.

It is very likely that the left envoy Shen Lang smashed them to pieces with one punch!

This guy is so crazy, what else can he not do?

They accepted the slap after being severely injured even if they were beaten.

If you get this punch...

In the eyes of a group of people, there was fear and regret!

At this moment, a mutation broke out!

A figure with a sharp breath as sharp as a knife suddenly appeared in the dark night sky. A fist with a lilac fist glove was still thirty meters away from Shen Lang. It broke through the air with a strange black air and punched Shen Lang!

"You are impatient to live with the people from my Suzaku Mansion!"
To be continued...
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